darling, this is our story

chapter three

     Before we start with my back story again, let me catch you up to speed on the present time. We had gone through security and we're now boarding the plane. I follow my Gran to our seats when I noticed that I've never been on a plane. My anxiety starts to rise but what I've learned from Gran is to breathe through your nose and out your mouth. As I continues with that method, my heart rate slows down and I'm calm again. Only thinking positive thoughts as we find our seats. I have a window seat while my Gran is next to me and she is next to some guy which looked like he was not ready for this flight. He was all sweaty and shaky. My Gran is a very sweet lady and knowing her she teaches the guy next to her the breathing techniques she taught me. He listens and he also finds his cool, Gran is like a superhero. Anyway let's resume my back story.

     We pulled up to the party, Taylor had parked to the side of the road. As I stepped out I had pulled down my dress a bit from where it scooted up from the bumpy ride. Jessi had stepped out the same time I did and look as if he just saw a ghost.

     "Uh.. a-are you okay?" I asked Jessi worried.

     "Huh? Oh yeah girl, I'm good. Just excited to meet some sexy guys you know?" Jessi said.

     "No, no I don't. I will never call any guy from this town sexy nor even date one.. yuck." I said in disgust.

     "Oh come on, some aren't that bad." Taylor stated.

     "Are we talking about the same town or am I missing something?" I said.

     Jessi and Taylor both rolled their eyes and laughed at my comment. In my defense all the male in this town were either jerk jocks or smelly druggies.

     As we entered the party we were greeted with drunk fifteen-seventeen year old teenagers. I was already unamused by the look of the party, I really didn't want to be there. But I didn't have a choice at this point because I had no ride and I definitely didn't want to walk home alone in the dark with my house being a thirty minutes drive away.

     "I'm going to get a drink, do you two want anything?" Jessi asked.

     "Water." I suggested.

     "Um.. no I'm driving." Taylor reassured him.

     "Right, I'll be right back." Jessi said, heading off to the kitchen.

     "Hey, I'm going to go say 'hey' to Kaylee and the rest of the girls. Do you want to come?" Taylor asked.

     "No, I'm good." I said.

     "Okay... I'll be right back, I promise." Taylor said.

     As Taylor walked off into the crowd of drunk dancing teenagers. I looked over to see Jessi walking back over with my water and his drink in his hands.

     "Where did Taylor go?" Jessi asked as he handed me my drink.

     "She went to go say 'hey' to 'the girls'." I said, sounding annoyed.

     I wasn't jealous of her other friend group. I just simply didn't like them. After a couple minutes of Jessi babbling he finally finds a boy to flirt with.

     "Ooo look at this cutie checking me out, I'll be right back." Jessi said.

     "What about.. oh.. okay." I said, as he walked off.

     So there I was, standing in the kitchen by myself drinking my water. As I sipped on my water, I watched all the couples in the kitchen making out.. (gags internally). Until mister big shot Brent Howard came running along his kitchen bar. He stared at me vigorously which made me quite uncomfortable. His stupid wavy bleach blond hair swaying side to side as he walked towards me. OH SHIT, TOWARDS ME. I am totally f u c k e d.